“Oh, yeah? And what the fuck are you going to do about it?” Lukyan mocked. He took a step forward, copying Arturo, closing the empty space between them entirely. They stood toe to toe, neither one backing down. I looked to Aleksandr, who was standing next to Nikolai, off to the side. They had both moved out of the danger zone when shit started to get heated. He didn’t seem fazed by the new turn of events though. Nope, not at all. Actually, if I didn’t know better, I’d say the fucker was excited.
Hot lmao
